The Mothering Job

I watched my Mom fill out an application.
I looked at the line that asks about past professions.
I thought to myself, that space is too small
To write down what she's been, to cover it all.
She was a nurse when I fell and scraped my knee.
She was a maid when I didn't wipe my feet.
She was a designer when my clothes didn't match.
She was a tailor when my pants needed a patch.
She was a teacher when I asked a question.
She was a priest when I had a confession.
She was a psychiatrist when I came home crying.
She was a preacher when I got caught lying.
She was a singer when she sung me to sleep.
She was a lifeguard when she said the water's too deep.
There are many more, yet the best one to me,
She was a best friend and mine forever she'll be.

Hi Marian, thanks for your poem. Yes, mothers are special; that's for sure. I'm fortunate to have had mine, but it makes one think of the disadvantages those people who do not have a loving, caring mother in their lives face. My siblings and I now share the tasks surrounding giving our mother the support she needs in the ending of her life. I also like the idea of women (and men) being able to be empowered and fulfilled in life without necessarily creating a next generation from their line of humanity. Best wishes, Paul

My mother who taught me how to eat, drink and sleep. She was thinking for me when I was a infant. When I'm crying she will do her best to comfort me, if I don't sleep my mother would not sleep, if I don't eat she would not eat. Mom thank you and you are an angel.

I may fight with my Mother a lot and we may not talk for a while. But after reading this poem I feel that I don't treat my mother with enough respect. I really should tell her that. She does so much for so little

As I read the paragraph from jacobie, all it stood out to me how much he said I should, and it stuck out . Call your mom today, go to lunch tomorrow. Hug on your mom like its your last hug in life. Take your mother by the hand and go for a walk, even if you only make it to the front porch. Laugh with, love, and appreciate today Jacobie.